When I got to my apartment that day, I was actually looking forward tomy next movie.I wondered if that black guy was going to be as good as this one t...day.And he was.The weeks past and turned into months.I had only done movies with black guys. I just couldn't get enough of black cock.And I had also decided to get a boob job.I had saved enough money to get them done by a real good and well respected doctor.And I also had enough money so I could stay home two months until they had healed.Actually. Even in my sleep, her miracle scent haunts me. It seems to have infected my dream just to make my head swirl again. My dream jumps from one image of her naked body to another. One minute, I can see her rocking to the humming of a vibrator. The next, I see her pump-fucking herself silly with one of her big dildos while screaming my name. At one point, she’s even in my room with my dick in her mouth. She’s licking and sucking the cum out and off of me like a vacuum. This part of the dream, I can. I started rubbing my dick and it grew to full size very quickly. This was very exciting somehow and I Istarted rubbing it, It grew to full size and watching her watching me was somehow very exciting. A little precum slowly came out then the red tip came out of the foreskin and then I came strongly . My cum spurting out a full meter or so. She was by this time breathing a little heavily but she just got up and walked out the door. Near the door she turned back and said “well since you watched me. The sound of my brother's voice startled me so much I jumped, "Whatcha doing Chels?". It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn't wearing one bit of clothing.I threw everything back into his box and closed it. I couldn't find a place to put it, so I left it there. I looked up at him, and he just looked back at me smiling. "Did you enjoy that?" he asked, still smiling. I noticed that his "member" was starting to rise slightly."What is that, Eli?" As my brother looked down, his hand.